Hey everyone,
This is another one of those that doesn't really have a lot of rules – I think even less than my last – but just like the last one have I been thinking of this one for quite a few times and – now that I have this new way of emptying my mind of possible ideas – do I feel that the time is right to give this story a new and fresh start.
Enjoy,

Venquine1990

Challenge #5
Anger And Care

Harry's POV

I've been keeping up with a lot. I've been accepting a lot of crap from a lot of different sources; teachers, students and even sometimes my friends. Yet I have never accepted it if someone were to insult my friends and Mrs. Weasley insulting my godfather when he has offered his home for her is definitely no different.
The woman and my rightful guardian had been arguing with each other over whether or not I should be allowed to ask about news regarding Voldemort and the things going on in the Wizarding World and while I had been furious at how Mrs. Weasley had used Dumbledore's words against Sirius had her latest comment make me snap.
It had made my godfather stand up, his face red with fury, yet the anger that blazes in his grey-blue eyes feels like only a cinder of anger compared to the blazing rage that burns through my every vein, makes my skin crawl and tingle with anger and makes my muscles tense in a need not to break the closest thing in range.

Then, before Lupin can interfere, do I allow for the only thing that I can accept to let occur happen and do I release some of my own anger with the soft, low hissing demand: "Take it back." The sound of my voice, void of tone, yet filled with a raging anger, carries through the entire length of the kitchen, silencing everyone.
They turn to me and I glare only at Mrs. Weasley, making Ron and Hermione, who had been sitting near me, shiver and move to sit further away and while the woman looks shocked at seeing my rage, do I allow for a little more of my anger to come out, my voice sounding no different from before as I say: "Take. It. Back."
Using my anger to put emphasis on every word and when the woman huffs and says: "Quiet, Harry, this doesn't concern you." Does the last bit of my patience with the woman snap, making me reach out to the wooden goblet in front of me and making me strengthen my grasp on it, not caring for the way it splinters against my skin.
Everyone looks at me shocked as I break the goblet in parts and I hiss one last time: "Take. It. Back. NOW!" I shout in the end, my rage almost boiling out of my own control and while I work my hardest to keep my anger away from my magical core, does the woman now tremble under the sight of my blazing furious glare.

"H-H-Harry dear, you – you. Why – why did? Why are – why would you?" The woman stutters, now apparently realizing that my anger is aimed at her and her alone and I hiss: "Why did I break the goblet? Why am I this angry? Why would I want to defend the honor of the one man my parents chose as my rightful guardian?"
And while the man beside me now smiles at me gratefully, does the woman flinch at hearing the question, obviously hearing the honing way I am asking her before I continue: "Maybe because I always defend those that I care for, Mrs. Weasley, whether this be against jerks like Malfoys or guests to their homes like you."
Again the woman flinches at the end of my words and I continue without caring as I say: "You are a guest here. This is not your home and you should be grateful for the offer my godfather is making for you and your family, staying somewhere he hates being just so you can be assured that those you care for are indeed safe."

At this Sirius lies a hand on my tense shoulder and opens his mouth, yet I can still feel my own anger boiling underneath every fiber of my skin and tell him this with a quick angered look before I turn back to the insulting, demeaning woman before me, feeling highly grateful for the understanding nod I get from the man.
"This man may have been send to a terrible prison for things he didn't do, Mrs. Weasley, but that was not his fault nor his choice and you should not even dare suggesting that it was. You may think you know best when it comes to me, but you couldn't be more wrong, Mrs. Weasley. You couldn't be more wrong."
Now the woman looks shocked and confused and I say: "You are wrong, because you never risked your life to present me with a Christmas gift. You are wrong, because you never left any safe heaven just to be near me because you feared for my life. You are wrong, because you never had to resort to eating rats, just to be there for me."
At this, while Sirius rubs a hand past his mouth as if remembering the taste, while Hermione and Ron share a proud smile, while everyone else looks at the man in amazement and while Mrs. Weasley now seems to look at Sirius with new eyes, do I take a last calming breath, finally feeling my anger abating as I say:

"You are wrong, because you never gave Sirius a chance. You never took the chance to see how Sirius and I interact with each other and you based your judgment on what has been happening while we were apart. You judge too quickly and that – that is something that causes you to make many mistakes, not just with Sirius."
This makes the woman look at me curiously, but I know now is not the time to get deeper into this as I can already tell from myself that my anger will return if I do and instead of that do I listen to the instincts that seem to talk to me from deep within me, instincts that seem to have awakened as my anger abated and I say:
"You judge, Mrs. Weasley, and I intend to prove you wrong. You trust in someone I cannot trust in. I feel now is not the time to get into why I do not trust this person, but I do know one thing. You and I may not trust in the same person, but we do trust different people with the same amounts. You Dumbledore and me Sirius."

And with that do I turn to the man, that now seems to have calmed from his own anger as well and that is smiling at me with a gratefulness I had not expected, together with an emotion I can't really recognize and I say: "I trust my parents. I trust the decision they made regarding Sirius and I know he will not let them down.
They trusted Sirius with me were anything to happen to them and I think that, now that he has a home for the both of us to stay at and where I can be sure he will be safe from harm, it's about time that decision of theirs becomes a reality." And with those spoken words do I suddenly feel something happen deep within me.
Feeling a part of my magic reaching out of me, do I follow what it is trying to tell me and do I – for the first time in my entire life – initiate a hug with another person, Sirius apparently driven by the same form of magic as I can somehow feel something inside him merging with the part of my magic that reaches out to him.
Feeling the two forms of magic merging with each other like my godfather is now embracing me, do I work my hardest only to fail against the tidal wave of emotions that I now feel overwhelming me and while I can feel the shoulder of my shirt becoming wet, do I allow for a contented smile to grow onto my happily crying face.

Okay, that is that!
Yes, I love Sirius-Harry stories, I really think that anyone who reads my stories should have known that by now. Also, yes, I do despise Dumbledore, Pettigrew, Lestrange and Molly Weasley with a passion, with a side-dish of Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and sometimes even Ginny and Percy Weasley added to it.
Now this story didn't really turn out the way I had planned it as I actually planned for Harry to completely rave and rant against the woman, yet while writing about how Harry felt and how the anger drove him and whatnot, did I decide to change plans and I personally like this ending of the chapter a little more.
Now, if you can find it in yourself to add to this chapter, then by all means, be my guest, just make sure that you start the story with this chapter, that you send me the chapters before you post any of them and that you keep to the few rules, guidelines and forbidden parts that I have in regards to this little challenge:

Rules:

Harry-Sirius Father-son bond.

Molly Bashing REQUIRED!

Harry/Sirius main POV in all chapters

Umbridge bashing DEMANDED – Only if you decide to keep Harry and Sirius in England.

Harry winning his hearing

Sirius getting his freedom

Guidelines:

Harry and Sirius moving out

Harry and Sirius leaving England

Crossovers

Ron bashing

Hermione bashing

Percy bashing

Fudge bashing

Forbidden:

Sirius bashing

Gentle Harry

Harry agreeing with Mrs. Weasley over the fight

Harry losing his hearing

Sirius dying!

Like I said, there aren't a lot of rules, I just want to see a good story where Harry and Sirius form a close bond, where Harry gets a family – whether through Sirius' own initiative or the magic that is forged from the godfather-godson bond – and where Molly gets her due as – let's face it – that woman has A LOT OF ISSUES!
Okay, enjoy,

Venquine1990